Abba aren’t there anymore, Depeche Mode aren’t there yet, and Peter Maffay doesn’t have a record right now. But none of that matters anymore when only Thomas Gottschalk is there. In a stiff brocade suit, he strides into the hall in Friedrichshafen where he once announced his departure from “Wetten, dass ..?”. Now he wants the moment to never end. Stiff-legged like Joe Biden and with the smug facial expression of the late Hans-Joachim Kulenkampff, Gottschalk delays every moment. Michelle Hunziker, who is always enthusiastic about everything and everyone, sometimes has to interrupt the enraptured in order to keep the imperial tediousness under four hours.
Robbie Williams opens the evening jovially with his song “Lost”, shouts “Thomas!” and, after ovations, offers the unsurprising encore “Angels”. Christoph Maria Herbst, who is promoting the film “Hui Buh im Hexenschloss” with Bully Herbig, says on the sofa: “Now nothing can actually come.” But Robbie comes back again to look good on the sofa and the good looks of Admiring Michelle Hunziker, who is separated from her “six-pack doctor” and is becoming a grandmother, as Gottschalk remarks uncharmingly.
A digger driver had already pierced a packet of eggs, and two weird twins recognized four stuffed bears from among 200 identical ones. Because Alexander Zverev fell ill with Corona, the so-called TikTok twins Lisa and Lena were taken from the scenes as betting godparents. After spouting disrespectful comments about influencers, he calls the TikTok sisters “nice girls” and has to hook them up all the time. There’s more!
Then Veronika Ferres and her daughter Lilly Krug come down the show stairs. You shot a film in America, one as a producer, the other as the leading actress alongside John Malkovich, who Gottschalk introduced a little later as a “real actor, like Jeremy Irons”. Malkovich doesn’t change his face and talks politely about a diet in which he only ate jelly for four weeks. He looks like one of those duck-shooting psychopaths he’s always playing.
The outside bet in Europapark Rust is pompously announced by Jochen Breyer, who recently interviewed an emir in Qatar with a gain in knowledge, and soccer player Christoph Kramer: Two Maxes throw six mobile phones at each other on a raging rollercoaster. Five are not caught. Ferres, Krug and Malkovich are forced to eat jello, one of which is said to taste like fish. Veronika Ferres makes a big fuss about being vegan and then spoons with appetite. Malkovich plays disgust. But all puddings are sweet. Gottschalk would stand by the puddings for another half hour if Bully Herbig and Christoph Maria Herbst didn’t certify to each other in the background that “Stromberg” and the “Bully Parade” no longer exist. But “Hui Buh”. And “LOL” is nominated for an Emmy.
Now Robbie Williams returns to the hall in the same robe and is pleased that two other blondes have arrived in addition to Gottschalk and Hunziker. He takes a closer look at Lilly Krug from the side. then he is fascinated by a teacher who can recognize board games by the sound of them pouring out. Robbie asks the last of all questions: “Why?” Here Gottschalk has to intervene: “Anyone who asks this question is on the wrong show.” The teacher guesses all the board games while Williams leans interested on the counter. Then he has to go to the plane. Herb and autumn smirk. you must stay
Gottschalk explains his core thesis to the 18-year-old singer Tate McRae (4.7 billion streams) that many young people in show business have no prospects these days and will no longer be there in 20 years. Then he asks a question and gives the answer: “You will go on and on and on?” She says yes.
Herbert Grönemeyer’s record “Mensch” was released 20 years ago and it’s still there. He wears big glasses and looks a lot like his brother, the back doctor Dietrich. Herbert has written a new, unusual song, “Deine Hand”, a kind of incantation that is now often heard from him. He appeals for solidarity and a fairer distribution of royalties in the music business and finances the Berliner Tafel food banks for a month, even though a cyclist jumps three meters onto a pallet.
Soccer players Giulia Gwinn and Alexandra Popp are coming; Gottschalk calls Gwinn “Giuliana”, she looks up. “If a cruciate ligament tear knocks you out …” Gottschalk starts a question for Lilly Krug. Michelle Hunziker comfortingly caresses Giulia Gwinn, whose cruciate ligament is torn.
A mastermind recognizes Hunziker’s and Gottschalk’s thumbprints among hundreds, but is interrupted when explaining his actions. Something with a cross look and superimposition. “Extraterrestrial,” says Hunziker. “You’re a genius,” says Gottschalk. The mastermind becomes the betting king.
The confused musical “Moulin Rouge” strays across the stage, autumn and herbig are integrated into the can-can for the finale.
Final image, confetti. “You were good, Thommy,” says Michelle Hunziker. He agrees. She has an appointment with the TikTok twins to go shopping in Italy.
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